December 2011
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Some things never change. I don’t know why I’m surprised. This shouldn’t phase me anymore.
I remember..
I remember the way that the light used to filter in through your curtains, late lazy afternoons. Lying in bed, you used to play with my fingers, and kiss my shoulder. Everytime you touched me was tender. You were so sweet. Nothing in a rush, nothing in a hurry, and absolutely no pressure..
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If a Man Wants You →
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I just tell her to spare me
Her: Kiss me like you miss me, fuck me like you hate me
And when you’re fucking someone else just fuck her like she ain't me.
Him: Damn, those words are scary, those words are scary virgin Mary
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Dreams
I had a dream I was somewhere warm,
maybe California, maybe Arizona?
I was driving a bright red 1964 Corvette Stingray down a dusty road
top down
A chunky Nikon D3000 in my lap
There was somebody in the passenger seat
He felt familiar, like somebody I knew in a past life
But he kept his head turned into the wind,
hair whipping around to obscure what little of his face I could see
The sky...
I’m going to go take a long hot shower before I fuck somebody up..
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Once upon a midnight dreary: Slipping Away →
amidnight-dreary:
Darling, I think it’s time we talk. That’s how I started the evening, as we sipped our spirits down, breaking the silence that had grown between us. It was something that had been festering in my wild mind for so long, I wondered if I had always harbored these concerns. I think I’m losing…
I don’t even know why I bother going on facebook anymore. It’s so depressing. I’m bored with everyone in my life. I need to meet new people.
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VS mini haul
So yesterday I decided to treat myself for making it through finals, with my sanity intact, and went on a very mini shopping trip. I got a new coat and hat for free from XXI Forever. Well not free, but from the massive amounts of store credit I had amassed on my store credit card from years before.
I also dropped by Victoria’s Secret originally to buy some new bras and get some body spray....
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Interesting day at work today. The cutie that works the Tech center next to the writing center and I had a nice long conversation about programming and mental illness. He talked about his programming and multimedia background and then he let me ramble about psychology and mental illness for nearly two hours. I’m almost certain he only listened because he thought I was cute. Unless he was...
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So there’s this guy at school that I’ve been kinda crushing on. And we’ve hung out a couple of times and gone out to eat together. However, I didn’t get my hopes up because I was worried he was gay. Not that he gave me any indication that he was gay, but because every single other guy at school that I have found attractive has been gay. But we were working on a group...
never run back to whatever broke you, looking for...
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frank ocean: grey interior. →
frankocean:
if i force myself to write, i can. i could even connect. i could tell you something that i didn’t know i wanted to. but when i’m compelled…well, that’s altogether different. when compelled.. i am sure of immortality. sure the idea endures longer than the hard drives. the internet. the elements….
All my work is unfinished..le sigh
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I breathed in a cold winter air, and watched my warmth fog up the glass
button nose pressed against the windowsill, dreamy eyes half closed against the drone
of theoretical field displacement,
capitalize on this moment
Bourdieuian philosophy soaks the air when we speak
like the way his bristles bristles, his teeth flash
his hands motion
there are grey hairs in place, maturity quite existent...
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A beautiful mind, inside trapped, within colors and lights
blurrying shapes
he spins rhymes to decipher himself
distorting a code like spinnerette
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Making my way through your garden I put my hands down and dig them deep into your flesh you rupture apart moist under my touch I can feel movement and it’s not mine
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silky sound dangles off my ears and slips between my bones chilly sweetness in my skin chatters my teeth apart gasping and grasping and tasting and feeling this is what it means to feel the rough bay slaps away the tingle in...
